You Do Not Need Rocky To Tell You That Pain Is Real

You don’t need Indiana jones to follow the clues of their misdeeds. You don’t need Hercule Poirot to unravel their lies and show us for the accepting fools they think we seem to be. You don’t need Rocky to tell you that pain is real They’re stealing hope They’re killing dreams You don’t need the moon to tell you that it’s the night You don’t need to see the tears to hear the screams of someone losing hope in their life. They’ve killed a nations pride They’ve stolen children’s meals You don’t need a politician to tell you how to feel You don’t need to jump into the ocean to tell you that drowning is real If there’re allowed to carry on If they bring their fascism home Our country, our hopes, our dreams, our fu#king lives will crawl on their knees.